Sex with the Sitter by Gia Blue

Author:Gia Blue
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: summerhouse publishing, short story, smut, contemporary, erotica, gia blue
Publisher: Gia Blue

It takes all of a blink of my eye before his tongue is on me, flicking, licking and warm mouth sucking on my already overheated flesh.

A jolt of pleasure practically tears me apart, but I settle and catch my breath. I want to come, but not just yet. It feels so good to hold off, wait a little bit before jumping over the edge. I fist his brown hair, grip him like he held me and work at guiding him.

He takes direction easily, moving with me instead of against me, revisiting places that make me scream and moan. God, I love a man who listens and doesn’t think he knows his way around a woman’s pussy simply because he has a cock.

“Yeah, lick me, Mr. Lincoln. Fuck my cunt with your tongue.”

He does as asked, tongue delving into my hole, circling the opening, my nerves dancing with joy at his touch. He laps at me, tastes every inch of my pussy. In and out he goes, giving me what I need, what I crave.

I moan and groan with his every movement.

Then his hand comes into play, thumb settling over my clit, rubbing in circles. “Oh, shit. Mr. Lincoln. Oh, god!”

I shudder, back arching, muscles twitching with the race of pleasure coursing through my veins. My pussy clenches around his tongue, juices gushing from my cunt and all over his face.

I love messy, dirty sex.

That flow of cream seems to spurn him on, and he redoubles his efforts, giving me more and more pleasure with every passing second until I can’t breathe, can’t think. I can only feel.

I ride his mouth, rock my hips and grind against his hand and face. “Fuck yeah. Make me come, Mr. Lincoln. Wanna come all over your mouth.”

Ecstasy is a living, breathing thing now. It takes over my entire body, like I’m made of it, and I feel like I’m about to shatter into a million pieces. I buck and moan, groan and gasp while he gives me what I need.

Then it’s all too much and not enough at the same time, because I’m coming all over him, muscles moving of their own volition while my cunt milks his tongue, and I force his mouth against me harder as I climax. The pressure of his thumb on my clit increases so close to pain, but I love it.

“Fuckkk…”

When I can breathe again, I find Mr. Lincoln standing, chin glistening with my juices until he wipes it from his face with the back of his hand. I glance down and see that once again he’s hard as a fucking rock.

“Am I big girl, Mr. Lincoln? Or should I head home?” I poke out my lower lip, trace one of my nipples with a single finger as I speak. “I don’t think I want to go home, Mr. Lincoln. I think I want you to fuck my pussy.” I let my fingers trail down my flat stomach to my well-pleased cunt and pet my lower lips. “Don’t you want to fuck my tight pussy?”

He narrows his eyes and growls.

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